Hanging around

Posted on December 20, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 1 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

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Dave Bonta (bio) crowd-sources his problems by following his gut, which he shares with one quadrillion of his closest microbial friends --- a tight-knit, symbiotic community comprising some 500 different species of bacteria, fungi, and protozoa.
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8 Responses to Hanging around

  2. leslee says:
    December 21, 2008 at 9:49 am

    Excellent! Love the photo, too.

  5. Deb says:
    December 22, 2008 at 9:43 am

    Glitter. Yes. Hard to leave that behind.

  6. Ken says:
    December 22, 2008 at 9:01 pm

    I love (and relate to) the sentiment.

    I think the last sentence works very well. “Glitter” and “Gone” are an unexpected and effective rhythmic combination that evoke (for me) both cowboys and glam-rock roadies.

    That said, I’d like to share a flask of whiskey with the one who’s doing the “figuring.”

    Well done!

  7. Dave says:
    December 22, 2008 at 10:43 pm

    Thanks, y’all. I should say that this was indirectly prompted by a recent post over at the cassandra pages, when Beth mentioned that her husband, a professional photographer, was never satisfied with his attempts to capture ice storms on film. I know exactly what he means.

    Ken – “Both cowboys and glam-rock roadies,” eh? That’s good to hear! The conquistadors certainly were the first cowboys, some of them. I mean, literally as well as figuratively.

  8. christine says:
    January 12, 2009 at 9:34 pm

    I’d like to pack away my glitter and run. Very far.

    These trees look very insulated with moist cold. I can feel the thick cold all around them.